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[There's a million things that are concerning about waking up in an unfamiliar dorm room, especially when you were in a dungeon looking for your sister a moment ago. But rushing out of the room, screaming the names of his companions and trying to find them isn't on the top of Laios' list.

Instead...]


hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

[This message appears on the PokeGear, but it's not the only one.]

ssefgggghhhhhhhhhhkllllll

[....What is he doing? After a bit of fiddling, he finally turns on video and his face appears on the screen.]

Huh? You just push the letter and it appears? What a strange little device... wonder if it's powered by magic?
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Send help

my pokemon want me to BUY ALL THE CANDY and I should probably say no

but I, too, want to BUY ALL THE CANDY

I keep saying I'll make myself sick, but there's a lot of different kinds I haven't even seen before and my worst enabler is a fucking WIZARD HAT THING

WHAT THE FUCK WIZARDS DON'T EVEN WEAR HATS LIKE THAT HALF THE TIME WAY TO PLAY TO THE STEREOTYPE BLOODBOILER

okay fuck it

I'm gonna give myself all the horrible sickness, just tell me what I should get
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Who: Grant and Chip Abaroa

Where: Hisui Base Camp

When: Sometime in July!!

Summary: Cooking!

Rating: G

Log:

Read more... )
Jun. 21st, 2022 09:05 pm

[video]

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-lming? Okay.

[Today, James is not the camera man. He's center frame with his long legs criss-crossed on the floor of one of the opulent rooms in Jack's mansion. The lights are low and he has a small candle near one of his knees that flickers.]

Okay. I don't know how to start this, so I'll just start it. This is going to be a guide for people who have Psyducks. You might know this or you might not, but Psyduck has gotten one hell of a short stick when it comes to luck in the Pokemon world. These Pokemon have constant and I mean constant headaches. It really sucks. Why is nature like this? Who do I talk to in order to get this fixed? Well, anyway...

[He looks at something off-camera for a moment and adjusts his glasses.]

Psyduck was my starter Pokemon and it's taken a while but we've kinda worked a thing out where she doesn't feel so crappy all the time. One thing you can do is let them drink coffee or tea. Psyduck--that's her name-- likes tea the most. But the main thing we do is--

[He slaps his legs and a pudgy Psyduck dives in from stage left, sprawling across his lap.]

--OMPH! Jeez, ugh! Is massage!

[The Psyduck nods before laying her chin on JW's knee and closing her eyes. He gently starts to press near her eyes and moves his fingers in firm circles. Psyduck lets out a loud raspy sigh and goes limp as JW's attentions move from the corners of her eyes to above them and even around to the back of her head.]

You really want to pay attention to your Psyduck's neck because it can take a lot of strain from holding up their giant head.

[Psyduck's eyes snap open and she turns around to quack at JW who ignores her. Her temper is soon doused though when he really starts massaging the back of her neck. She does have a big head.]

We also like to light a scented candle that Psyduck picked out. What they really need is to be relaxed. They have tons of psychic energy and I don't know the finer details but the less bunched up the Pokemon is the better...Psyduck, don't doze off.

[Too late! The yellow Pokemon has already gone limp again and a gentle snore comes from her bill. JW just rolls his eyes and tries not to smile as he works his fingers into the tense muscles on the top of her brow.]

Well, I'm trapped here now. If anybody has any questions or comments, speak up or don't.
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[personal profile] indigo_league
This year, transport arranged by Riegfried and Soy will deliver everyone to the Sevii Islands -- a short trip for some, a longer journey for others. Either way, at around eleven AM, everyone who was interested in joining will have been gathered at a cheery cafe, fully reserved for the event so people have somewhere to sit and wait while the rest arrive. All bags will be taken by the couple's employees immediately upon arrival, with the promise that Trainers will find them waiting for them on the ship.

At eleven, Soy checks a pocket watch, then he addresses the crowd.

"Welcome all! Riegfried and I are so happy to see so many of you here. It heartens us greatly to see you trust us again with the hosting of this event. Please be assured that everything in our power has been done to prevent a repeat of last year's catastrophe, and we've worked closely with the League to ensure that everyone involved in this project is trustworthy. Now, if you'll follow me."

It's just a short trek from the bright little cafe to the ship's mooring. Or such is what all will be told as they walk. Riegfried and Soy lead the possession, coming to a momentary halt as the gathered Trainers crest a small dune. There, they both sweep off their top hats, giving deep and theatrical bows as they gesture towards a small, private bay where not one, not even two, but three airships lay moored along a pier, waiting for everyone to board.






"Welcome to Prom."



Time to fly. )
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[Sorry about that shaky video you're all getting treated to, Johto and Kanto - Dimitri is still terrible at handling the Pokegear. However, for a moment or two... it's clear to see one of those enormous and pissed off Braviary - the weird ones - up there high in the sky. It's not alone, however.]

[There's also a Pidgeot up there, plus a Flygon and Hawlucha, whirling around it and dashing in with a variety of attacks as they try to force their massive opponent into landing. If one watches the deadly aerial dance, they might sense a type of franticness to the attacks...]

[After a few seconds, however, Dimitri finally seems to realize he's turned the Pokegear on, and turns it around towards his face. Is his hair in a more ruffled state than usual? Don't worry about it.]


Greetings - in regards to those peculiar breed of Braviary, Lance was not exaggerating of their durability, stamina, or battle prowess. We managed to encounter one fairly soon after his announcement and the fiend managed to stand up to even Gremlin!

[Isn't Gremlin a Rattata? Yes. Don't you god damn worry about that.]

[Although Dimitri is worrying somewhat about Gremlin, judging by the way his face twists into a worried scowl, but not because of Gremlin being a Rattata.]


Worst of all, while Gremlin was still biting down on them, the dastard even managed to abscond with him! I have not been able to force them down in order to retrieve Gremlin, as of yet, although there are some of us here together. Still, if there is anyone in the Kanto region-

[Actually, never mind what he was about to say, because that's around the time when a tangle of feathers and talons crashes down to the ground right behind Dimitri. He jerks around, and it's pure luck that the Gear fumbles in his hand to focus on the action: an enormous Hisuian Braviary trapped on both sides as a Pidget clings to his front while beating at him with Wing Attack and a Swanna to his back tries to blast Water Gun towards their opponent.]

[Why this low level attack? Maybe because... is that a Rattata popping out of the head feathers of the Braviary, screeching and biting?]

[AND HE'S SOON NOT THE ONLY ONE. There's united Child Screaming, and one Chip Abaroa and one Crookedkit are soon full-speed sprinting into frame and towards the bird. Chip in particular seems quite worked up, with a Salandit on their head spitting fire!]


"Give back Gremlin!"

[And that is sure just... two actual children leaping into the bird fray and tackling this giant ass eagle]

[Dimitri lets out a startled yell.]


Chip!! Hold on-

[Aaaaand there goes the Pokegear, tossed to the ground. After a bit of tumbling, it fortutiously lands with its camera still pointing towards the ongoing shitshow, where a tall blond man has also joined the fray, and.... Wait, are, like, all three of these idiots biting the giant eagle-]

[One navy thigh high boot hastily steps into frame, before the rest of Felix Fraldarius follows as he dashes towards the mess with an Aegislash in one hand, and a wooden- ]


"You idiot, use your lance!"

[As the disaster only becomes more disaster, there's a quiet swear from one Grant Abaroa and the Pokegear is jostled as its picked up. Is that a Gyarados you can briefly see, trying to prep an Ice Beam while a Emboar frantically tries to hold it back while friendly fire is an option...?]

"Holy sh- ALL OF YOU, GET AWAY FROM-"

[And that's when the feed ends.]

[They're probably fine.]
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[ Crookedkit has never touched the network before. In truth, it's a wonder he hasn't lost his Gear, considering he had no clue what it was and what explanation he was able to get only confused him even more about it. When the chips are down, though, one thing he always keeps in mind best is how to get help. And right now, gauging by the utter misery all over the face of the sparkling green Rattata that appears on-screen, that's exactly what he needs right now. ]

[ His voice is familiar to those who've spoken to him, at least as much as it can be when it's choked with sobs and tears, though the lisp he has now is not only different but much more obtrusive than before. A Rattata body may be mostly familiar to his most familiar one, but those huge incisors are an even bigger challenge for Crookedkit than his broken jaw ever was. ]

[ He appears to be hiding inside a hollow log of some kind, with rays of winter sun shining down on him through cracks and holes in the rotting wood. His cheek fur is streaked with tears and a smaller pokemon - Frecklepaw the Skwovet - is pressed close next to him and doing her best to give warmth and comfort with her big fluffy tail. ]


This is all wrong!! [ His cries are loud and hoarse, enough that anyone in this area of Viridian Forest will likely hear him. ] I'm not a Twoleg, I'm not a Rattata, I'm a cat! A RiverClan cat!!

[ Wait, no, complaining isn't why he got so desperate that he learned to use the network. He shakes his head sharply with his eyes squeezed shut in some effort to force his fear away. ] N-Never mind, what's important is that the Twoleg kit that looks like me isn't me! He just ran away this morning and I'm trying to follow him but he's really fast!

Meanwhile... )
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[Those who know Legosi, this hulking giant skyscraper of a man, know that despite his imposing features and rarely changing expression, he's very gentle and often soft spoken. He's come out of his shell a bit over time and that reflects here, but like any self respecting person sometimes...stuff gets to you, you know? But Legosi does a pretty good job of compartmentalizing. He doesn't want to bother people, after all.

Today, Legosi Is Fucking Pissed.

He's in Goldenrod still, where he's been since the holidays began. He'd decided he would take a break from traveling for a while and stay in one of the larger cities, focusing his efforts on saving up money for an actual home. That includes doubling down a bit on breeding and caring for his brood.

That was, until the Snorunt came. Until it. Came.

The man on the Network looks frazzled, like he hasn't slept in days. He's in an inn room by the looks of things, and strangely all of his Pokemon are currently absent, even his Buneary. They're all tucked away in their balls because it's the only place they're safe. The only place his insects are, specifically.

The video starts with a startling sound, like something slamming into glass, ringing through the small room. It's hard to miss what it is at the angle Legosi is holding the Gear. There's a massive, fuckoff Fearow perched on the sill, looking grizzled and utterly nasty mean, that keeps slamming its long beak into the window. It doesn't break of course, but it's trying.]


I need a way to get rid of a Pokemon.

[THAT SOUNDS.....MORE OMINOUS THAN HE MEANT FOR IT TO but like. This awful bird has been harassing him for days and he's at his fucking limit.]

Captures fail, so that is not an option right now. Fighting it head on isn't an option when it keeps trying to eat my Pokemon.

[Legosi may lack a snout to snarl with or rows of dagger-like fangs to bare, but that look in his eyes could kill.]

Please. I am getting desperate.
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The gear's feed flickers in to a rather disheveled looking redhead that clearly doesn't want to be doing this. Because goddess and all the saints, he does not want to be doing this. Asking for help is already a task. Asking for help within a brand new world he cannot even begin to comprehend? Nightmare scenario. He's clearly lost and disoriented, and there's music and a fire pony following him around. Really, the only good thing is the fire pony- ponyta- whatever.

"Okay, don't know what this is, where this is going, or who's on the other end, but I can read instructions well enough to get to this point. Hi, Sylvain here, no clue where I am besides a very unhelpful 'New Bark Town' sign a few paces back, and I found a horse on fire. A baby horse, err, or maybe a pony. So... help? Maybe? I'm not even sure what I'm asking here."

And the apparent cause of how much of a mess his red locks are becomes obvious as he sweeps a hand through it again like a nervous tick. Behind him, the camera is panned just enough for a ponyta to be seen running obviously bored laps back and forth. They're pretty clearly at the edge of town, the buildings of New Bark still somewhat visible. Sylvain didn't make it very far...
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Who: Fluttershy and you
Where: Around Route 29, Cherrygrove City
When: Around Nov 1st
Summary: Fluttershy tries to process and not freak out about suddenly being in a new world. At least the Pokémon are nice
Rating: Probably PG


Making my way )
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Who: Team Femblemtroika
What: Halloween rolls around, and so does the anniversary of their arrival.
When: October
Where: Kanto (Vermillion City, and maybe others)

And a year turns )

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